DP and I have both been ill. Started a week ago and first couple of days were really unpleasant, couldn't get out of bed, etc.etc.
However, it is just a bad cold/virus thingy....not bubonic plague.
I know he feels shite but why oh why oh fucking why does every sneeze/cough have to be accompanied by a groaning wailing noise? If it's not that he's muttering about how shit he feels, how sore his throat is etc. etc. All bloody day! Doesn't stop him from polishing off mahoosive Chinese takeaway last night, or drinking vodka like it's going out of fashion.
Why can't he just be ill in silence??
I lost my dad to leukaemia 8 weeks ago. Bless him...I never heard him complain once in the five years he was ill....not once, even in the last week of his life.
I swear to God I am going to take the bottle of Night Nurse and shove it in a shady place......and breathe 